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This Floating World - I Hate Sex

On my way home today, I drove up The same bridge I have a hundred times And I fantasized about pulling over, walking to the barrier And seeing my reflection in the ice

I would appear as small and insignificant as I felt I thought about bringing myself up over the barrier That divided the bridge from a fall in attempt to rescue The other me trapped under the ice

In my fall I would feel so light, so warm I would have no regrets, no fear, and above all things I would be alone, floating along

I see the contrast and flaws in my own design I close my eyes and make imagery in my head The doors open and red floods the screen And when I knock I know I'll be denied not once, but three times When I drip, will you drink my blood? Cuts never bandaged with much

Everything went black I opened my eyes again to sirens I found myself in the inside of my car Soaked in my own blood and I smiled

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literally me

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Can i log out of life for a while, i need me a break

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